Was the Day Wasted?

I had big plans for the day yesterday. Big Plans!
I needed to order Heidi's invitations. I needed to go to Target. I needed to go to the grocery store.
I got up early and dug in. I was busily scrambling some eggs when Ben told me that Roxie's kennel hadn't been locked overnight, and there was dog urine in my library (my clean library?!) and in the family room. Small sidetrack, but Ben takes care of her messes pretty well.
I was back at the stove when I heard a panicked voice from upstairs yell, "MOM!!! MOM!! I'm going to throw up!" Micah had been complaining that his stomach hurt, but I was not prepared for this. He's only five, so he's still unfamiliar with the vomit sensations. I yell back, running as I do so, "Get down off your bed and head for the toilet!" When I got to his doorway, I saw that he'd tried to get down off the top bunk, but he wasn't going to make it. With a valiant effort, he tried to clamp his mouth shut and cover it, only succeeding in spewing through his fingers, splatting the bed above and below, and spraying the walls. Eeew. Dog pee just moved down a peg in importance.
I started a bath, stripped both beds, washed the walls and re-evaluated my day. Guess all my big plans will have to wait.

So how did I spend my day?

Watching Star Wars.
Drawing pictures.
Doing puzzles.
Reading stories.
Doctoring Hyrum's cut lip.
Making mac 'n cheese.
Listening to Micah read.
Feeding and changing Baby.
Changing laundry (thank heavens!).
Ironing little boys' Sunday shirts.
Addressing Valentines.
Checking homework.
Listening to practicing.
Making dinner.
Cheering for Ben at the track meet.
Arguing with Tucker about Government assignments.
Watching "American Idol."
Singing songs.
Brushing teeth.
Kissing goodnight.

Trace Adkins was right.
I'm gonna miss this.


If you are unfamiliar with Trace Adkins' song, "You're Gonna Miss This," click here.